Shen Bing said helplessly, "Autonomous driving is old news by now. Although the autonomous driving technology we develop will definitely be better than other companies' and can indeed guarantee passengers' safety, it can only serve as an auxiliary technology at best. It can't carry the whole show."
Wang Sheng no longer knew what to say.
"What creative ideas do you have, then, Boss?" Wang Sheng asked.
Autonomous driving technology was undoubtedly cutting-edge technology at the moment, and major internet companies at home and abroad were itching to make their mark.
Although autonomous driving technology was already being used in certain settings, current technological bottlenecks and people's safety concerns had kept it from being widely adopted.
He had long known that his boss had an almost inhuman obsession with disrupting industries, but to flatly declare that driverless technology couldn't carry the show—what would the bosses of those major companies still struggling down that road think?
Besides, Shen Bing had dismissed autonomous driving and new energy in a single sentence. What were they supposed to do next? What fresh tricks could they possibly pull off in the automotive industry beyond those two things?
Yet Shen Bing chuckled and said, "Creative ideas? Of course I have some, but the technology to realize them isn't there yet."
Fine! That's hardly any different from saying nothing. Everyone has ideas they can't realize. For instance, I'd like to build the kind of flying car you see in science fiction movies...
"Then what are your plans for now, Boss? Are we supposed to do nothing and wait until that idea of yours becomes feasible before entering the automotive market?" Wang Sheng asked.
Shen Bing suddenly grinned. "Let's wait a bit first! It's only a minor hurdle. I could break through it at any time. How about this?